This is the 2017 Cadillac XT5. It’s the best Chevrolet Equinox Ever. EVER. Continue reading “2017 Cadillac XT5: The Standard of Hill Street”
This is the 1966 Cadillac Fleetwood Eldorado convertible. [Ed.: as if there is a difference from a Coupe de Ville] I had a chance at buying one [ed.: a ’65 or ’66 de Ville convertible] in high school. Dad said no, even at just $275. The convoluted start up process scared him. (It was a piece of crap, after all.) The 429 V8 under my right foot terrified him. The 10 mpg scared his wallet, in case I ever got stranded.
But, oh, would I be the king of the high school parking lot. Way more so than in my VW 411.
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What better way to celebrate Father’s Day than by strolling down Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills, California. As it happened, Sunday was the Rodeo Drive Concours.
OK, full disclosure – this was not a chance meeting. We took a 4 day holiday from the blast furnace that is summer in Phoenix to hang out in milder climes with the beautiful people. And we were hoping against hope that the LaFerrari would make an appearance.
No such luck. We did see Bugatti no. 5. We also saw our first non-auction 288GTO. As shows go, it was a filtered, condensed version of the monthly
Cars and Coffee Hookers and Squirrels “Scottsdale Motorsports Gathering.” (Not the Penske sponsored crapfest – the real one.) Smaller than the Windgate festival of speed. Like both, it was strafed by similarly cool machines that didn’t want to linger.